How this started…

How I started in photography: I took a trip. 


It wasn't an excursion for the weekend, and it wasn't a couple days camping with some friends. I decided I was bored with just living. I was bored with working 12 hours a day and missing out on my life. The most precious thing we all have is this life. This thing no other being can experience but us as individuals. From this specific view. And I was MISSING OUT!


So I quit my job, got rid of my apartment in New York, bought a camera, and left.


I traveled for three months. Lived out of my car with a tent and my saxophone and a camera. It was crazy, but I loved every second of it. I stayed on the coasts for most of my journey making headway when I wanted to see The Grand Canyon, Yellowstone National Park, and Yosemite National Park. 


I also made some cash playing saxophone in New Orleans.


I did all of this because I know that life is short, and if you aren't living it for today then you are already half dead. Live a life WORTHY of living.